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Two Copies Received 

JUL. 6 1901 

Copyright entry 

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A few little rhymes 
I have told a few times 
To a child I know 
When the sun was low. 



CONTENTS 



Work and V\..\\ 

Mv Thoi-cihts I Kkkp 

Do Laundry Boys Grow 

Coi'XTixci THK Dollies 

Learxinc. To vSi;\v 

My Cocoa Cip 

Naughty Miss No Name 

Soldiers False and Soldiers Truj 

The; Witch Child 

Where is Toby? 

The Hi'NTER axd the Hare 

How Does She Know? 

Taking Tea . 

Molly and Polly 

Life's Noises 

A Day's Play 

Sick Betsy 

Tin-: Dolls' Dixni<:k 

A Gift and a vSmili: 

Good Night, Mv Dollies 



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Heigh, ho, I'm learning to sew {Frontispiece) 

A ehikl I know 8 

Boy's head {the lumter) lO 

Girl's head (^/^V/)') 12 

Butterflies 17 

Move each stool 18 

Clear a room of every bit of dirt in 

sight 19 

]\Iake a snowball . 20 

Broom {tailpiece) 21 

Little maid 22 

There goes the bell 25 

I saw through the crack 27 

The black laundry boy 28 

When he gets old 29 

Your new shoe 30 

Why, who cries? 31 

Answer, each one, till I am all done . n 

My needle 34 

Thread and workbasket 35 



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Where the butterflies are .... 36 

Heads of singing children .... 38 

This is my cup 41 

A piece of cake 43 

Taking the dolly to walk .... 44 

Some ice-cream 45 

Such trouble with hair 45 

You've torn your blue dress ... 47 

Soldiers of lead and tin 48 

Real soldiers 49 

They sleep in their tents .... 50 
Courier coming to tell of the foe who 

is drawing near 50 

The trumpet that calls 51 

The witch child 53 

There, there, don't you cry .... 57 

Cat with bandaged eyes 58 

The hare and white rabbits .... 60 

A small boy who had a new gun . . 61 
He said, "Bunny, bunny, come home 

with me." 63 

Your terrible gun 65 

My gun I'll give up 66 



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I'm sure she knows all about it . . 68 

The bird in the cage that sings . . 70 

A wee little house 72 

His ehair 73 

A playhouse fine- 74 

Teapot and cup 75 

Did you say you must go? . . . . 76 

My dishes are new jy 

Queer little boys, who wear funny 

clothes 79 

Wee little houses right down by the sea 80 

Train of cars 81 

Won't vou have a dolly ? 83 

That dolly 85 

Donkey's head [tailpiece) .... 86 

Hear the trains clang '^y 

The old wagon wheels roll .... 88 

My little girl 89 

My little girl with hair all a- curl . . 90 

Your sunshade . .' 93 

AVe'll run very hard 95 

Poor little Betsy 96 

Betsy's bed 97 

His little box full of mednez and things 98 



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We'll tie your blue bonnet right under 

his chin lOo 

One night when I was in bed . . . 103 

A light in the hall 104 

Miss Rachel, Miss Gertrude, Miss 

Betsv and Miss Caroline . . . 106 

He saw Fritzie straddle the arm of 

your chair 108 

Doll's head {tailpiece) 1 1 1 

Her sorrowful face 112 

Masks {tailpiece) 115 

I've kissed my mama 116 

Dolls 117 

Kisses on wee little pegs .... 119 

I heard the cook say 120 

Your milk or your bread . . . . 121 

The ink in the inkwell 122 

My very best apron 122 

Fritzie 123 

Yes, dear mama, I'm coming . . . 124 



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WORK AND PLAY 

Whurri-lee, whurri-lay ; 

Now at keeping house we'll play. 

Take a broom 

And clear a room 

Of every bit of dirt in sight ; 

Move each stool and heavy chair, 

Get the dust that's settled there ; 

Take a cloth and polish bright 

Every bit of brass in sight. 





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Whurri-lay, whurri-lec ; 

Now we're thrc^iii^h our work, you see; 

Take a nap. 

Then get your eap, 

Bundle up and out we go ; 

]\Iake a snowball, paek it hard, 

Roll it then around the yard ; 

Big and round it soon will grow, 

That's the v:?.y we'll make it go. 




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MY THOUGHTS I KEEP. 



Now, little maid, 

Come here to me ; 
A penny I'll give. 

If you'll let me see 
The thoughts that you hide 

Deep down in your breast ; 
I would see one and all 

The worst and the best. 

Indeed, my dear sir I 

Do you really suppose 
That the thoughts which I hide 

Are no better than those 
Which are held so cheap 

They are shown to you 
For such a mean thing 

As a penny or two? 



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The thoughts that I keep 

Deep down in my breast 
I only disclose 

To those I love best ; 
And those who think 

That they can be bought 
I never would trust 

With one little thouafht. 



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DO LAUNDRY BOYS GROW? 

There goes the bell ; 

Now who can it be 
That comes just at night? 

Let's go and see. 
Perhaps it is Joe, 

The big colored man, 
With a letter or papers, 

Or things from the van. 



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Mama's at the door; 

She has opened it wide, 
And I saw through the crack ; 

I am sure that I spied 
The black laundry boy 

With the clothes in a sack. 

The laundry boy's bigger, 

It seems to me, 
Than he Avas last summer, 

When I used to see 
Him come to our flat 

In his old straw hat. 
Without any coat ; 

And he waited and sat 
On the step by the door, 

And played with me there 
For a minute or more. 



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Please tell me, papa, 
Do laundry boys grow, 

lust like little girls, 
So awfully slow? 

And when he gets old 




Will he be a man 
As big as you are? 

And when he began 
Was he little like me? 

And how does he grow? 
Fm sure I don't see. 



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COUNTING THE DOLLIES 

Miss No Name ! Miss No Name ! 
Come ! Come ! Hurry, now ! 
I'm waiting for you, 
And you're loitering, too, 
Have you lost your new shoe? 
Dear! Dear! Tell me how. 



Miss No Name ! Miss No Name ! 
Here, here, is the place 
Where you are to sit ; 
I am sure you'll just fit, 
And not crowd a bit. 
Fie ! Fie ! What a face ! 




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Miss No Name ! Miss No Name ! 
There! There! Why, who cries? 
I want you to sit 
Right there, just a bit, 
And not cry a whit. 
There ! There ! Dry your eyes. 



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My Dollies ! My Dollies ! 
I am glad that I see 
You each in your place, 
And not the least trace 
Of a frown on a face. 
Now, listen to me. 

Oh deary I Oh deary ! 
Why, why won't 3-0U all 
Just answer to me? 
I'm counting, you see, 
How many you be. 
Take care, or you'll fall ! 

Now, Dollies! Now, Dollies! 
Hark ! Hark ! Hear me call, 
And answer, each one, 
Till I am all done ; 
Then away you shall run. 
Good ! Good ! for you all ! 



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LEARNING TO SEW. 

Heigh, ho : 

I'm learning to sew ; 
My niamiTia says 

Some day I will know 
How to thread my needle 

And tie a knot ; 
She has shown me often, 

But I have forgot. 




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Oh, dear! 

I ani so tired ; 
I wish I eoukl play 

On the hiwn with the hired 
Man, singing and whistling 

From morning till night, 
Where the butterflies are 

And the sun is bright. 

Oh, Tom, 

Won't you please coine near, 
I cannot come out, 

And I want to hear 
The tunes yoti whistle 

And the songs you sing, 
For peace to my heart 

Thev always brinsf. 



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Why, child, 

To be sure I will; 
I will sing my songs 

With a right good will, 
And whistle my times 

Till I've whistled them all, 
If cheer to yotir heart 

They help to call. 




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Now hear 

What I have to say : 
You must Avork while you work, 

And pk'iy wliile you play; 
Then your tasks will be easy, 

Your burdens li,u^ht, 
And your songs to others 

Will brinif delieht. 



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MY COCOA CUP 

This is my cocoa ; 
This is my cup ; 
This is the way 
I tip it up. 

The cup is full ; 
The cocoa is brown, 
With cream on top ; 
And I drink it down. 



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NAUGHTY MISS NO NAME. 

Now, Miss Betsy, 

You sit right there ; 
Don't wiggle around 

And fall from your chair, 
Or you'll dirty your dress 

And muss up your hair. 
Oh, there! 

Now you have done it ; 
I do declare, 

I'm 'scusted with you. 
And I should think 

That you would be, too; 
And don't you feel 

That you ought to be 
Ashamed to yourself, 

AVhen you look and see 
The trouble you've made 

For you and for me. 



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I was i^'oing- to give 
You a piece of cake, 

And then for a walk 
I thought I would take 

Miss No Name and you ; 




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And I thought that perhaps 
We would go shopping, too, 

And buy some ice cream 
And lots of things more, 

Where I went with papa 
In the great big store. 

He took me, you know. 
But, oh, dear me ! 

Such trouble with hair 
I never did see. 
Now do please try 

To hold your head still ; 
You don't need to cry, 

You can if vou will. 



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Miss No Name, my dear, 

Here's some nice cake for you ; 
Why, you've torn 3^our blue dress! 

Now tell me true. 
Did you tear it yourself? 

Did you do it to-day? 
Speak up real loud, 

I can't hear what you say. 
I shall have to mend it 

With this white thread ; 
And then I shall put 

You right in your bed. 
And cover you up. 

And there you shall stay 
While Betsy and I 

On our walk are away. 



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SOLDIERS FALSE AND SOLDIERS 
TRUE. 

These are false soldiers 

Of lead and tin ; 
They are battered without 

And hollow within, — 
As we ought to expect 

Of soldiers of tin. 




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l^ut we'll play they are soldiers 

Of flesh and blood, 
Whose brave hearts beat 

With a tlnimp and a thud, 
When they think of the foe 

Who before them send. 




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As they sleep in their tents 

Again they hear 
.The trumpet that calls, 

With its notes so clear, 
To meet the foe 

Who is drawing near. 




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The smoke of battle 
Has cleared away ; 

And the soldiers true 
"Who fought that day 

Were bruised like these 
With which we play. 




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THE WITCH CHILD. 

A bright winsome child 

She is to behold ; 
And, yet, she's a witch, 

Who enchants as of old 

She has nut-brown hair, 

And hazel eyes 
That speak the truth 

To those who are wise 

In the signs that tell 
What children think. 

(They are wise indeed 
Who know them well.) 

And yet she's a witch 
With secret ways. 

For a wonderful harp 
She often plays, — 



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A harp that she 

Ne'er touches or sees, 
With strings ne'er swept 

By hand or breeze. 

But your soul's unrest 
She can drive away 

When its unseen strings 
She deigns to play. 

She has many a harp 
That she plays upon ; 

But some there be 
That now and anon 

Are out of tune, 

And she seeks in vain 
To draw forth then 

A sinele strain. 



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The harp on which 
She strangely plays 

(This wonderful child 
With secret ways) 

Is the heart of man, 

With its hidden strings 

That sound for her 

Till her own heart rings. 

And the tuneless harp 
Is the one in which 

There is no love 

For this dear little witch. 



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WHERE IS TOBY ? 

Toby ! Toby ! 

Where can he be? 
Papa, where is Toby? 

He's hiding- from me. 

Meow ! Meow ! 

There he comes now, 
And he's hurt his poor eye. 

I wonder how. 

Toby ! Toby ! 

Come here to me ; 
Hold np your eye, 

And let me see. 



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Meow ! ^leow I 

There, there, don't you cry. 
Hold perfectly still, 

And I'll bandage your eye. 

Toby ! Toby ! 

Now I want to know, 
What could you have done 

To hurt your eye so? 

Catching a rat ? 

Well, Pm glad of that; 
I thought that perhaps 

You had been in a fight ; 
And you know I have said 

That is not at all ricfht. 



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THE HUNTER AND THE HARE 




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This is what happened 

One fine summer's day: 
The boy wandered out 

In the green woods to play, 
And the hare, who was there, 

Saw the boy with the gun, 
And he made a great leap 

And started to run. 




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The kind little boy 

Had a rabbit at home. 
It was kept in a cage 

And never could roam ; 
So he thought to himself, 

" Now, won't it be fine 
For me to take this one, 

And keep it with mine?" 

And he said, " Bunny, Bunny I 

Come home with me. 
My rabbit so white 

Your playmate shall be ; 
You shall stay in his house, 

With a window of glass. 
And you never shall hunger, 

I'll feed vou with erass." 



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"No, no, Mister Hunter! 

I can't go with you ; 
Wh}^ what do you think 

My children would do? 
I have plenty of food 

For both them and me ; 
I don't want your house, 

I want to stay free. 

" And, as for your hunting, 

I am sure you should see. 
Though it's fine play for you. 

It is no fun for me ; 
You frighten us all 

With your terrible gun, 
And drive us away 

With what vou call fun." 



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Said the boy : "Oh, Bunny, 

If you'll play with me, 
My gun I'll give up 

And you shall stay free. 
My rabbit I'll bring 

To tell you it's true, 
That I never hurt him 

And Avould not hurt you." 



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HOW DOES SHE KNOW r 

My papa's the funniest, funniest 

Man ; 
Whatex'er I do, or whatever I 

Plan, 
He learns somehow ; but I never ean 

Tell 
How he knows everythin^j;; so awfullv 

Well. ' 

My mamma, too, is as funnv as 

He; 
For, whatever I do. or wherever I 

Be, 
I'm sure she knows all about it, for 

When 
I go where she is, she savs to me 

Then, — 
•' What have you been doing ; Now tell me 

True, 
For, if you do not, I shall punish 

You." 



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Sometimes, when I go to wash off my 

Hands, 
I leave her alone in the room where she 

Stands 
At work on her plants or her clothes or 

Things ; 
And I hear the bird in the cage, that 

Sings, 




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But I'm just as still as the stillest 

Mouse, — 
I'm the stillest thing in the whole big 

House ; 

And I think to myself " I'll play just a 

Bit ' 
With the soap and water, and I won't slop 

It," 
When, all of a sudden, she says to 

Me,— 
"Come, little girl, hurry up, for you 

See 
If you play in the water, you'll spoil your 

Clothes, 
And where you'll get more only goodness 

Knows." 

Now, how does she know the things that I 
Do, 

When I play in the water and muss my elothes 
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TAKING TEA. 

My papa is home 
Up here in our fiat ; 

He says it is play-time, 
And the reason is, that 

Mister Lincoln was born 
On this very day, 
In a wee little house 

On a winter's morn. 







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He's through in the study ; 

He sits in his chair 
Looking out of the window 

At the snowflakes there. 
I think he's asleep ; 

I'm 'most sure of that, 

For he nods his head 
And he breathes so deep. 



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I'm here in my playroom ; 

Of course, I mean 
My wee little room 

With the pretty red screen 
In front of the bed, 

Where I sleep at night, 

With a playhouse fine 
Right close by the head. 




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My table is set 

For breakfast or tea ; 
And my dishes are new — 

You must come and see. 
The food is all on ; 

Oh, please do stay. 
Shall I sugar your tea, 

Did I hear you say? 



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Did you say you must go? 

So very quick ? 
Why, you've only just come ; 

I hope you're not sick. 
There's my pretty new book, 

Soine new china dolls, 

And a long train of cars, 
At which you must look. 



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Good-bye, my dear ; 

Please do come again, 
And be sure that you plan 

To stay longer then. 
I am sure that papa, 

If he should be home. 
Would tell of the lands 

Where he used to roam. 




And show us his pictures 

Of queer little boys 
Who wear funny clothes 

And play with nice toys, 
And of wee little houses 

Right down by the sea, 
In the wonderful places 

Where he used to be. 

Are you fast asleep, 

Papa, my dear? 
Why, I've just had a call, 

And didn't you hear 
How polite I was, 

And asked her to stay? 
But she really could not, 

So she went right away 



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( )h, deary nie, Suz ! 

I'm conscusted with you; 
You stay fast asleep 

When I don't want you to. 
I'm sure I shall ery 

If you don't play with me 
Just a few little whiles 

Before we have tea 
I know you're awake, 

I can see by your smiles. 



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MOLLY AND POLLY 

Little Miss Molly 

Had more than one dolly, 

But they did not satisfy her. 

Little Miss Polly 

Hadn't even one dolly, 

And one would have satisfied her. 

Said pretty Miss Molly 

To poor little Polly, 

" Won't you have a dolly?" 

And took one and gave it to her. 

Now it happened, this dolly 
That generous Molly 
Gave to dear Polly 
Was the very best dolly 
That belonged to Miss Molly, 
Which did not occur then to her. 



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Glad little Polly 
Examined the dolly, 
Which she got from Miss Molly, 
And was pleased with the dolly, 
And said, "Thank you, most 
kindly, for her!" 

But when sweet little Molly 
Saw dear little Polly 
Go away with the dolly, 
She thought, ' ' What a folly 
To part with that dolly 
Which I gave to her." 

So she cried at her folly 
And called out to Polly, 
" Oh, give me my dolly! 
I really cannot give you her.' 

Then poor little Polly 

She kissed the fine dolly, 

And gave it to Molly, 

Who had many a dolly ; 

While kind little Polly 

Hadn't even one dolly, 

And one would have satisfied her. 



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So, poor little Polly 
Was more generous than Molly, 
When she gave baek the dolly, 
Whieh alone would have satisfied 
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LIFE'S NOISES. 

Rackety bang ; rackety bang ; 
Hear the trains clang, 
As they go up and down 
Through the great busy town. 




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Clickety clackety ; clickety clackety ; 

How the old rackety 

Wagon wheels roll 

Over each hump and into each hole! 



Chipety hip ! chipcty hip ; 

This is the clip 

Of the horses' feet, 

As they pound on the street. 

Fitter patter ; pitter patter • 
Is the quick little clatter 
Of the feet that I see 
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So what docs it matter 
Though trains do clang, 
And wagons bang, 
And horses' feet 
Pound on the street. 
If my little girl. 
With hair all a- curl. 
Has a heart full of glee 
When she trips out to me? 



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A DAY'S PLAY 

Come, little girl, 

And play with me ; 
Bring your sunshade. 

And we will see 
If it will cover 

Both you and me, 
When we open it wide, 

Like a spreading tree 
In a field, 

We Avill sit on the floor, 

And play it's the beach. 
Where the sand is dry, 

Away from the reach 
Of the waves that roll 

And toss and breach 
Through the walls of stone. 

With which men would teach 
Them restraint. 



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And out on the Ocean's 

Great broad back 
Sail the ships that go 

And leave no track, — 
Like the lives that are lived 

By those who lack 
The purpose of life 

To face the attack 
Of life's storm. 

And now it is night ; 

We have played very hard, 
So Ave'll hurry home 

To our own little yard, 
Where the flowers bloom, — 

Roses and pinks and fragrant nard. 
And there we'll pluck some posies, 

And run very hard 
In the house. 



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SICK BETSY 

Poor little Betsy ! 

Are you really sick? 
We will send for the doctor 

Right away, quick. 




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I will help you undress 
And put you in bed, 

And Gertrude shall stand 
Right close by your head. 



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Rachel, do hurry ; 

Take a hat or a shawl, 
Don't stand at the mirror, 

But hasten and call 
The big doctor man 

As quick as you can. 

I want you to tell him 
To come right away, 

For Betsy is crying ; 
Now don't stop to play. 

But be sure that he brings 
His little box full 

Of mednez and things. 

There, baby dear, 

• You sit in my chair, 

And Fritzie shall stay 

And play with you there. 

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We'll tie your blue bonnet 

Right under his chin, 
And play it's a basket 

To carry things in. 
You're a nauglity dog, Fritzie, 

To jump in her lap ; 
You've frightened the baby, 

And knocked off her cap. 

Oh, deary me I 

I can't have it so ; 
You must keep still. 

Or I'll certainly go 
Quite crazy, I know ; 

Or else I'll be sick. 
And then what shall I do, 

To care for myself 
And poor Betsy too. 



THE DOLL'S DINNER 

Now, listen, mama, 

And I will tell you 
A strange Utile story. 

I'm sure it is true, 

For my dollies told 

It to me to-day 
About what they did 

One night for play. 

Miss No Name it was 

Who told it me ; 
She is the youngest 

Of all, you see. 

She said that one night, 

When I w*as in bed 
And the moon shone in 

On the screen by my head, 




They all woke up 

And saw a bright light 
Right out in the hall, 

And it gave them a fright. 



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Now, wasn't that funny ? 

To be afraid 
Of a light in the hall ! 

But she said that it made 

Awful queer little lights 
Up and down on the floor, 

Where they saw it shine 
In front of the door. 




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You remember the night 
When you went to eall, 

And left the gas lit 

Where it .shone in the hall? 

Well, that was the night; 

But they didn't know 
That you had gone out 

And left the light so. 

But at last they went 

And peeked out of the door, 
And they saw the gas lit, 

But nothing more. 

So they said to themselves: 
" Now, won't it be fine 

For us to go out 

And play that we dine!" 




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Miss Rachel went first, 

Miss Gertrude next passed, 

Miss Betsy came then, 
And Caroline last. 

Miss Rachel was proud 

Of the way that she strode, 

Miss Gertrude was lame, 
And Betsy, she rode. 

Her horse was Fritzie ; 

And she was so proud 
Of the way that she rode 

That he laughed out loud. 

Miss No Name herself 

Was not very well, 
And she staid in her bed 

And so couldn't tell 



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What it was that they did 
When they got outside ; 

But Toby was there, 

And looked out ; and he spied 

Them up on the chairs 
At the bio^ dinincj-table. 

But how they got up 
He never was able 

To tell her at all, 

'Cept he saw Fritzie straddle 
The arm of your chair. 

Like a man on a saddle. 

Then Caroline turned ; 

She saw Toby there, 
And told him to go 

And sit in his chair. 



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Now, that was all. 

That Miss No Name knew 
For she fell asleep, 

And Toby too. 



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There is a corner which I pass by, 

And there is a child whom I always see 
When I go by, for she looks for me ; 
She seemed so strange and wayward and 

wild,— 
Such a desolate, homely, disconsolate 

child— 
That it made me sigh when I passed by. 

I used to say when I saw her there ; 

"She thinks the world but a gloomy 

place, 
And her thought is shown in her sorrow- 
ful face," 
She seemed so silent and moody and sad ; 
But now, I know she makes others glad, 
And helps to bear their burdens of care . 



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And I also know her heart is glad, 

Though her face is sad, and seems so 

grave. 
For once she smiled as she freely gave 
To another child a flower she got ; 
(I saw her then, but she knew it not) 
And then I was glad, though her face was 
sad. 

Now 1 say to myself, that behind tne mask 
Of her moody face is hid the queen 
Who wears a mask to hide the mien 
Of a tender heart, which is kind and true ; 
And I wish you knew her as well as I do, 

To help in any task of removing the mask. 



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GOOD NIGHT, ^lY DOLLIKS 

Good night, my dollies ; 

I'm Qfoinof to bed ; 
^M}' long and short prayer 

And my ^vish I have said ; 
I've kissed my mama 

And papa good night. 
And in just a few whiles 

They will put out the light. 



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So, then, you must hurry ; 

Oh ! be quick, if you please ; 
But wait just a minute. 

For I've got to sneeze. 
I must have caught cold. 

And there, well now, 
I've lost all my kisses, 

I can't tell you how ; 
And only one hug 

Is left for you all. 
Oh, yes, I forgot, 

I just had a fall ; 
I fell so hard. 

Right down on the floor, 
I was sick to myself 

An hour or more. 



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I was reaching for kisses 

And a little tight hug 
For mama and papa, 

From a stool on the rug 
Right side of the bed, 

Where I keep them all 
On some wee little pegs 

Way up on the wall. 



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The reason \vh_\- 

I hang them so high, 
Is just because 

Some were stolen one day. 
They Avere taken by you, — 

So I heard the cook say. 
There, now I have more ; 

But you can't have them all, 
'Cause they are so big 

And you are so small. 

Now don't be afraid 

'Cause I'm going to bed, 

For I'll hear if you cry 

For vour milk or vour bread. 





Of course you won't hear me 

When I'm fast asleep, 
'Cause then I don't move ; 

I'm sure that I keep 
Just as still, just as still, 

Why, now let me think, — = 
Just as still as Fritzie 

When he got the ink 
On my very best apron. 

That I left on the chair 
Right close to the table ; 

He climbed up there 
And got his black nose 

All covered with ink, 
And then, would you think ! 








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He wiped it off dry 
On my apron and dress ; 

I know that he did, 
For I made him 'fess. 

And now I want 

That each one of you 
Shall tell me all 

And tell me true 
The naughty things 

That you've done to-day ; 
And then your prayer 

I wish you to say. 
But, oh deary me ! 

T hear mama call, 
And you really can't have 

Any kisses at all. 
Yes, dear mama, I'm coming, 

Right down through the hall. 



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